Chapter 5477

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Before Jian Wushuang reacts, the other party has disappeared.

The meaning of this is already obvious. The other party is not mortal.

"Demon voice God general?" Jian Wushuang shook his head, unlike!

There are only three people who enter here. Wanyan and Dongsheng don't know whether they are in the city or not. These two people should not pretend to be masters in front of him.

Now that they have arrived at this place, they should be just like him. They are all mortals.

It's not Dongsheng, Wanyan, or the magic voice. It seems that there are others here, or not people, but a consciousness left by the existence who created this place at the beginning.

Although I don't know who the other party is, I can't stand that tone.

It's not that he rebelled and couldn't listen to others' discipline. Is this kind of trial necessary?

Is it stronger than who can suffer?

It can only be said that the existence and pattern of the person who created this place are smaller.

"If I live, I will starve to death here today. What do you do?" Jian Wushuang secretly made up his mind, so he didn't believe that if he starved here, he would really fall.

Even if the demon voice God will not do it, the true spirit will save him when he knows it.

What kind of thing is it that an ultimate Taoist king, a peerless Tianjiao who has hope of reaching the top in the future, starves to death in the mundane world.

Plop!

Jian Wushuang found a pleasing threshold and directly lay down on all fours.

"That's it. It's good to die here!" The sword made a mockery of itself, and then the hunger hit in an instant.

Enduring hunger, the sword fell asleep.

As dusk fell, the cold wind roared in the dark alley. The sword was unbearable and shrank.

I don't know whether it's instinct or my consciousness is not firm enough.

Hoo!

Sword unparalleled suddenly got up.

Is his consciousness not firm enough?

Although he has become a mortal, his consciousness is still there!

Why did he flinch.

Thinking of this, I put half of my body across the street again.

Woo!

"Too stunned!" Jian Wushuang shrunk, and 10000 people in his heart didn't want to.

When he went to sleep again, his body shrunk into a ball, and instinctively put his clothes in order and wrapped his whole body.

Although his stomach has been crying, Jian Wushuang still slept very sweet, perhaps because he hadn't slept for three days. After this sleep, he slept in the dark.

I don't know when, Jian Wushuang felt his mouth dry and cracked, his throat was like a hot fire, and there was a pungent smell coming.

A stream of liquid flowed down his throat, and a fork gas directly choked him up.

Cough!

Jian Wushuang coughed violently and opened his eyes weakly.

Everything in front of him changed. He thought it was back to reality. When he saw his dirty clothes, he found that he was still a beggar.

Turn around and look around. This is a simple but warm room.

"You're so lucky that you didn't freeze to death in the snow!"

A woman's voice came, and Jian Wushuang hung her head with difficulty, and she found that there was a young woman behind her, with heavy rouge on her face, but her facial features were still exquisite.

Jian Wushuang's voice was a little faint. He didn't think so much now, just wanted to drink water. Before he spoke, the woman twisted her waist and handed over a bowl of water.

Gollum!

He took a bowl and poured it down. He just felt that the whole person became refreshed. This was the best water he had ever drunk, 10000 times better than those genius Dibao.

After seeing that Jian Wushuang could breathe, the woman asked unhappily, "what's your name, smelly beggar?"? “

After taking a breath, Jian Wushuang dragged himself with both hands and leaned against the soft bed. He looked at the woman with some poor eyes and said in a cold voice, "you don't deserve it!"! “

"Hey, you stinky beggar, my mother saved your life. How can you talk to me? Believe it or not, my mother threw you out to feed the dog!" Rouge powder and heavy woman said viciously.

Jian Wushuang ignored it. Now he finally saw that he was afraid of death.

It can't be said that he was afraid of death. It was because his desire to survive was too serious that he instinctively didn't want to die.

"You shouldn't have saved me!" Jian Wushuang's voice eased.

If he doesn't care, he will really freeze to death tonight.

Now that the chill had gone, he really wanted to go out in the warm quilt, and he didn't even want to move.

After hearing jianwushuang's words, the originally angry dust woman sighed and complained, "you men, every good thing! You should be frozen to death in the street."

"My name is Jian Wushuang, and you!"

"You can call me thirteen niangs!"

The two of them reported their names to each other, which was considered to be an acquaintance.

Then there was a chat. Jian Wushuang also came out of the mundane world. He didn't know anything. He soon learned about the castle peak city and the strange thirteen niangs.

Her family background was not good. Her parents left when she was young, and she was sold to Cuixiang building in the west of the city by her own uncle. From then on, she entered the dust.

This yard, once her home, was bought after she made money in the brothel.

Usually, she doesn't come back. Today, something that shouldn't have come happened. She came back here while taking advantage of the rest and met Jian Wushuang.

Things change. It's such a coincidence that he saved the sword that was about to freeze to death.

"What did you just give me to drink?" Jian Wushuang asked curiously.

Thirteen niangs were stunned for a moment, and then replied, "of course it's wine. Without that mouthful of wine, you would have been frozen to death.". “

"Well, what else?" Jian Wushuang swallowed a mouthful of water.

The stomach also shouted.

"You look like a beggar, but you really don't talk like a scholar. How can you be reduced to this!" Thirteen niangs handed the wine pot on the table to Jian Wushuang, and threw a baked sweet potato in the past.

Jian Wushuang poured a mouthful of coarse liquor fiercely, picked up the hot sweet potato and chewed it. After hearing the words of thirteen Niang, he vaguely said, "you see people really accurate!"

He was really not a beggar before. If he told his previous identity, I'm afraid the other party would think his brain was frozen silly.

There is no such thing as a practitioner in this mundane world.

After eating a piece of sweet potato, I finally stopped the grinding goblin in my stomach.

Filling his stomach and lying on the warm Kang, Jian Wushuang felt too happy. Recalling the mutton soup in the day, he couldn't help smashing his mouth.

"Tell me, your little face doesn't look like a child from a poor family. How can it mix up like this!" Thirteen niangs are very curious. Once a woman's gossip fire rises, it will not go out.

Jian Wushuang held his head in his hands, looked at the beam, and said to himself, "I'm really hard to say!"

I don't know where to say, is it about the temple of Qi?

It's ridiculous. It's the same as saying the book of heaven to introduce the temple of Qi to a mortal.

What happens in the mundane world must be your own experience. Some people really say.

(end of this chapter)